Chapter 279: Looking directly into hell 4000 words long chapter

"SIR, the shooting data has been calculated, and the shooting point has been transmitted to the device of Gongner, which can be shot at any time."

"Well, then kill him" William ordered.

"Understand, the command has been issued."

In the distance, in the grass about 800 meters away from the warehouse, Gongna and Yin and Yang were lying on a small soil slope in a camouflage clothes.

Yin and Yang took a sniper observation mirror, looked at the instructions on the glasses, and said to Gentina: "Gongna can shoot."

"Okay, don't urge me. I think I need to be calm and calm. This TM's glasses and sensors on the wrist. Open the sniper rifle without considering the wind direction and temperature.

What makes me want to scold people is that it doesn't matter if people don't see it. I just need to directly aim at the shot according to the instructions on the equipment.

God, I don't think long, our old guys will be eliminated. "

"Don't stir up, the equipment is more advanced, we will easily complete the task, it is safer, hurry up, Sunday is urging."

"FK, don't sting, I am adjusting my breath, don't bother me."

After Gonner said, he started to be serious, staring at the sight, adjusted his limbs according to the instructions of Sunday, and relaxed his mentality. After a few seconds, a "bang" sounded, the grass around the muzzle was crooked by the shock wave shock of the muzzle. Come down.

After the gun was turned on, Gonner didn't care about the fight and did not hit it. He immediately fired the bolt and the gun was carried. As soon as he got up, he heard the yin and yang whispering and exclaimed.

"FK, hit, hit, Silva's red dots disappeared,"

Yin and Yang, who had been staring at the red dots, turned his head and looked at Gongnan: "God, this hit, Gongner, it seems that we are really going to retire."

William on the monitoring car waited for more than ten seconds.

"Bastard, retreat, your two bastards immediately retreated, and follow the instructions of the Sunday. Christmas responds at your 600 meters."

"Understand, boss."

Gongna and Yin and Yang quickly packed weapons and equipment, bent their waist and low their heads according to the instructions of the Sunday, and went to stop through the trees and grass, and spent four or five minutes on the Christmas car.

Avoid all the cameras according to the Sunday's instructions, and drove back to London with Caesar and Highway a few kilometers away.

Instructed only one full video on Sunday. After deleting the full deletion of other devices, William and Bani said a few words of precautions, and got off the bus to separate from Barney.

After watching Barney's driving, William came to his car and sat in the driving seat and closed his eyes.

After Christmas three have gone far, the news of Silva's death spread between the mercenaries.

The leader was hung up, and the resistance was meaningless. The remaining mercenaries began to surrender one by one.

In the temporary headquarters outside the warehouse, the Buronley Commander who was annoyed by the huge casualties of his hands suddenly heard the return of the front line, saying that his opponent surrendered.

"What is going on, why do these Kole molecules suddenly surrender?" Burchley asked a few temporary commanders around him with a black face.

Everyone thought about shaking their heads, and a female police officer said: "Sorry, the chief, the chief, I don't know the situation yet. I suggest that you should be careful not to be ambushed by the opponent. Start out of the warehouse. "

"Um" Buronley agreed: "Just do what you say."

This delay has been more than ten minutes after Buronley knows the reason. The death team has drove away for more than 20 minutes. The three people who took the lead in Christmas, Gongna and Yin and Yang have entered the city of London.

The special police completely controlled the warehouse, and after confirming that the safety was, Buronley led the leader of the front line to the corner of Silva's fell to the ground.

Looking at the fists on the wall of the warehouse and the gun in the back, Silva lying on the ground, Buronley was speechless for a long time, he knew who it was doing.

But he didn't dare to tell his men that he told his men that he was robbed of the head of the bandit, because his commander first grabbed the task of others?

If so, don’t want to bring a team in the future, at the same time, he is very scary about the power of William's hands.

For more than 20 years of employment, he has not heard of anyone who can kill the target across the wall. If the target becomes himself, Buronley does not feel that he can escape the sniper of this super sniper. kill.

"Chief, what should I do next", the front line commander waited for a long time and did not get the order for a long time, and had to remind him.

Burdley sighed, what else can I do, some things can only be rotten in the stomach, silently, "close the team".

"But, the chief, do we need to track the third parties?" More than a dozen special police officers in the casualties only caught some small crickets, and the frontline commander asked unwillingly.

"I let you close the team, the rest is not what you can know."

Burdley, who had a unhappy mood, heard that he wanted to resist his life and stared at his men, and said severely.

This remained unable to move around, Burdley looked at his eyes around him, and his heart was tight. It seemed that it was impossible to say something.

I sighed and said, "The person at the commander level is left, and others do their own things."

This remark made several temporary commanders understand that Blunille did not want ordinary special police to know the inside story, and nodded each other to the people around him.

At this time, the front -line commander also understood that this was a inside story. Turning his head and several small captains ordered a few times.

However, these people did not go far. Today, the casualties are so big. There are only 20 in the 4 groups of 36 people in one battle. There are only 20 or six of the deaths. Go down,

There is no reasonable reason now, these people who survive will definitely not give up.

"Well, according to your level of confidentiality, I will tell you what I can say, and then do you want your own business?"

Although Buronley understood the idea of ​​first -line actors who wanted to discuss the way for comrades -in -arms, they were disciplinary forces after all, and their lives were very serious. Therefore, Burdley is actually very annoyed now.

But he also understands that this era is different from before, and now the England people do everything they do.

Even if the disciplinary forces, these front -line combatants are unhappy, and they will resign. If they do not tell them clearly, maybe someone will be counted on his head.

Buronley didn't want to carry this black pot, so several commanders and other commanders nodded, and then said,

"You all know that there are many secret groups inside us. Some of the high limit of some groups can only be commanded.

Unfortunately, the level of confidentiality of this group today is the highest. I can know that they still know the leaders of this group for some special reasons.

As far as I know, what are the specific members of this group, and even Ms. Catherine, the Minister of Security, do not know, so if you want to above, I can report to Ms. Catherine, but how can I miss you very well,

Finally, I emphasized that that group will not work with us, and even the casualties can be put pressure on the top. Try if it can be paid doubled, it is possible to make trouble three times. "

"How is this", several commanders exclaimed, and the front -line operation commander immediately said, "There are so many."

"That's right," Buronley nodded as a positive point of the other party. "I talked to the other party, and the credit of the bandit leader would definitely not grab it with us, because this kind of credit is meaningless to them.

As for the failure to catch the bandit, I would report it up that it was killed by the bomb. Is there any question now? "

When it comes to this, everyone is silent. If they are not afraid of being punished by the above, these people will not force Blumley to explain.

There is no responsibility now, and the credit is not less. After a few times more, several commanders have glanced at each other, and they collectively salute the collective: "Understand, the chief, thank you, the chief".

Buronley stood back to a gift, "In this case, then what do you still stand in TM, do things for me, especially you."

Buronley stared at the front -line action commander, "Davis, you wrote a report to me when you go back, and you are now suspended. When will the investigation and other investigations be over, is there any problem?"

"No, the chief, thank you, the chief" Davis immediately saluted. He understood that from the beginning he did not stop his men, the unlucky days were waiting for him.

How serious he was resisting him, he didn't directly slap him.

However, it can be considered to be able to get a few times of pensions for men.

He ordered Davis to ask someone to clean the cause of the death of Silva. Buronley dropped his hand and walked out of the warehouse alone, got into his own car, and took out his mobile phone for William.

He has a headache now. If there is no evidence, he can't take William, but what he should fight for still has to fight.

As long as he can deduct the benefits from William, Burdley is not unacceptable to grab the people.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The phone was quickly connected.

"Good afternoon, Buronley, find me?"

The more William, the happier Buronley was annoyed, and said with a whispering anger, "We need to talk."

"What about talking about? Talk about how you grab my task?"

"You know what I am talking about, I don't ask you to ask you for guilty. Seeing that in the portrayal of friends and a camp, I grabbing your task, and you secretly do Silva to add to me, how about the two of us", " Essence

"Haha, depending on what you said, what is clear and clear, otherwise, we met, I met Catherine and Garris at the Gordon restaurant in Chelsea for dinner, you can gather together if you have time."

"No problem, then see it," Burdley hung up the phone. He was afraid that he could not help but yell, but if he asked for someone, Buronley had to bear it even if he was unhappy.

William hung up the phone with a smile, and said, "I thought I thought I was shameless. I did not expect that the black charcoal head of Buronley was more shameless than himself.

With so many casualties, I can eat with a smile on my face, but it seems that Buronley doesn’t know what the mercenaries prepared in advance were made by themselves.

If you know it, he doesn't know if he will find himself. "

Hey smiled, put down the phone, and started the car in London with a happy mood.

Half an hour later William came to take Gordon Restaurant, parked the car, and waited in the car for ten minutes to see a car driving into the parking lot. Ballimley got off the car with his face.

"Didi" William pressed the horn, reached out and waved out of the car window. Buronley glanced a few times and confirmed that it was William to the edge of William.

"Talk".

"Well, chat", Buronley nodded, and walked in the co -pilot while driving.

"Things are done."

Bloomley rolled his eyes, "Don't tell me you don't know. If it weren't for the fact that we are friends, this matter wouldn't be so easy to get over."

"Haha, then I have to thank you. Otherwise, you can report to Catherine and see how she will react."

"Well," Bloomley's heart skipped a beat. Seeing William's smile, he knew that the situation he least wanted had occurred. Thinking of Catherine, Bloomley fell silent helplessly.

"It seems that you have guessed it too," William smiled and looked at Bloomley who was waiting in silence, "Does this count as indirectly helping you, man? Do you owe me a thank you?"

This made Bloomley furious, staring at William and cursing, "F, K, U, just because I took your mission, today 6 people died, 3 were seriously injured, and 11 were slightly injured.

If you want me to thank you, you should have told me the details earlier, otherwise my people would not have suffered so many casualties."

"Ha, man, I wanted to tell you, but you didn't ask."

There was another sentence that William didn't say in his heart. Even if you asked, I wouldn't tell you. Not only would I not tell you, but I would also cheat you. Otherwise, anyone would want to take credit from me and get benefits.

"So, don't think of yourself as a victim. If you want to talk about victims, the injured and dead special police are the victims. If your subordinates knew the whole story, would they come to you to settle accounts? The morale of the people is scattered, and it will be difficult to lead the team."

Blumley fell down on the seat dejectedly and said helplessly, "Tell me, what do you want? As long as it is not illegal, I will help you."

"NO, this time you owe me a favor, but I need you to tell those people who are hiding in the dark and staring at me a word."

"What."

"Tell them that I can't rob them if I don't give it to you, otherwise, I will let you bite off all your teeth, and you have to smile and swallow those rotten teeth into your stomach.

If you want benefits, first you have to have what I need, and second, be polite when talking to me. Well, I like polite people."

Blomley asked bitterly, "So, I'm just a chicken killed for the monkeys?"

"That's right," William nodded with a smile.

"FK, you're a lunatic, William Devonshire," Blomley looked at William with horror, "You actually took the lives of dozens of people as a joke in order to warn some people."

"Haha, you talk as if you are spotless and clean like a saint. England is a world where sheep eat people and people eat people. If I don't act tough, someone might swallow me up tomorrow."

William stared at Blomley with a somewhat crazy look, "Tell me, Richard Blomley, is your heart pure? If so, I promise I will do whatever you say. If not, don't blame me, because you are not qualified to blame me. There is no evidence in this world."

Blomley thought for a long time, and finally sighed, "At least my heart is longing for heaven, but you are looking straight at hell."

Blomley shook his head. He thought William was crazy. He wanted to deduct some compensation from William, but now he didn't think he could deduct half a dime from a madman.

Opening the car door, Blomley said to William with his back to him: "There are still more good people in this world, William. I think you should get in touch with more simple and kind people. It's not good for you to be so paranoid. See you later."

William rolled his eyes and looked at Blomley who walked into the restaurant. He thought to himself, damn, did I overact? Look how scared he was. Will the upper class in England really think I'm crazy in the future?